If one looks at a thing with the intention of trying to discover what it means, one ends up no longer seeing the thing itself, but of thinking of the question that is raised.

We must not fear daylight just because it almost always illuminates a miserable world.

Too often we tend to reduce what is strange to what is familiar. I intend to restore the familiar to the strange.

To be a surrealist means barring from your mind all remembrance of what you have seen, and being always on the lookout for what has never been.

Each thing we see hides something else we want to see.

People who look for symbolic meaning fail to grasp the inherent poetry and mystery of the images.

Nothing is confused except the mind.

Art evokes the mystery without which the world would not exist.

The purpose of art is mystery.

Everything we see hides another thing, we always want to see what is hidden by what we see, but it is impossible. Humans hide their secrets too well.

Everything that is visible hides something that is invisible.

I will not cease to walk in the direction towards my purpose, even if it means constantly walking on a bumpy road.

I feel your body against mine, while our lips are intertwined.

All I want is to sleep--to dream. Life is better in dreams.

The best adventures tend to start unexpectedly, and end unexpectedly too.

You and I are but specks of that rhythmic urge which is Brahma, which is Allah, which is God.

Music satisfies and nourishes the hunger within ourselves for connection and harmony.

The day is not far off when one ordinary carrot may be pregnant with revolution.

Loving and appreciative, researched to a fare-thee-well, and pitched to both fans and first-time viewers of Singin' in the Rain, this delightful book delivers almost as much fun as the film itself.

Whichever way I turn, whatever phase of social life presents itself, the same conviction comes: Independent bread alone can redeem woman from her curse of subjection to man.

I abhor war and view it as the greatest scourge of mankind.